|My favourite picture of me so far. Pretty much encapsulates who I think I am *LOL* A bright, knee-sock wearing, jumping picture fool! #aintnoshameinmygame|
I'm currently at a banquet hall with fifty or so other ladies at an all-day scrapbooking retreat. *LOL* I used to have a scrapbooking/papercrafting blog once upon a time (Confessions of a Scrapaholic) before I moved into my baking and cake decorating blog (Sugar 'n' Sweets). If you can't quite tell, I'm a little bit of a blog whore. It's like I have this incessant need to ensure that the world knows I existed on it at one point in time. I guess my problem is that I kept tailoring my blogs to specific topics so that when I moved on to my next obsession, I had to leave that blog behind. When I started this blog, I had every intention to make it more general so that I could make it my home and start nesting and all that. I wanted it to be a place where I could talk about whatever I wanted, regardless of what I was in to - hence "other shenanigans" in my tagline. I gave myself a loophole after I couldn't think of anything else to call this blog besides "Cardio Confessions" - specific again. Bah!
For those whose eyes are already starting to gloss over, just know that if you had more time to sit and chat, I would tell you that this morning started off a bit rocky and lazy but it's getting better now even though I got pissed when I looked outside and saw SNOW on the ground. In April. And if you're just about to move along, just know that tomorrow is Ultimate Sunday and I have no intentions of losing again! And I've got super awesome brand new cleats (I'm aware there should be commas in there somewhere, but I don't care) to help make it happen! You can't see them though because you're only reading the abbreviated post! *LOL* Take that, Andre!
For those of you with a little bit more time on this cold, spring Saturday, the rest of the post is basically a recap of the week via IG photos and other random pictures from my iPod:
So, where was I?
Oh yes! All-day scrapbooking retreat. And what am I currently doing? Blogging of course! Because this girl isn't here to scrapbook, y'all! Every year my mom, my aunt and I meet up and while everyone else scrapbooks, I sit here and eat the food and gossip. This is the only place where I find out what the heck is really happening with all the drama rama in our famjams.
|I don't know about everyone else, but I'm here for this, yo!|
Boston happened. I have no words for this. I can't even begin to articulate or even fathom a reason of why anyone would even do that. It makes me so sad that this is what people do to each other. Before I got too caught up in the downward spiral of humanity as a whole, messages kept popping up that said to look for the heroes. Because through adversity, heroes are made - not for any other reason other than the need and desire to help another fellow human being. And through it all, we'll keep running. Just like hope. The human spirit can't be stopped. Tara and I joined the #RunForBoston with our own little 5K over lunch hour. It was a rest day but we went nonetheless. Being a newbie runner, I feel like anything I could think to write would be completely inadequate to explain it any further, so that is all. We went and ran.
I think I'm getting my days all messed up, but onward we go!
If you've been keeping up, you'll know that I am prone to insta-obsession when it comes to things. Somewhere in my blog stalks or wandering around the interwebs, I learned about PB2. Powdered peanut butter. Whaaaat!? You can put it in your shakes and it's significantly less fat and calories than regular peanut butter? Sign me up!
Unfortunately, PB2 has a hate on for Canada or something because I couldn't find any locally and the only way I could get some was through ordering online. Again, knowing me, I kind of want things RIGHT. NOW. Sans waiting for shipping. While I was still trying to find someone who carried it, a coworker who must have sat through endless tirades of me talking and going on about it came back from a weekend trip to Florida and she had a pressie for me! That is my legit happy face up top when she first handed it to me. I was SO excited! My brother mentioned the other day: "You know you're getting old when the only thing that gets you excited is powdered peanut butter and the successful search for the perfect lunch bag." Ha. Ha. Ha. Oh brudders. Shut up.
In other news: Bart and I have officially booked our flights to Virginia! w00t! Canadians are coming to Amuricuh, y'all! I've already slowly started to harass Marti's husband to better prepare him for when I actually arrive in person to start vacation shenanigans, so he at least can say he wasn't warned! We've got so many things planned over three days, including going to see a demolition derby! I'm not entirely sure what it is, but I think it's big giant monster trucks crashing and crushing other monster trucks? Or is that a monster truck rally? Marti told me there's also a lawnmower division and a goat show and I'm just rolling with it. It might be due to the fact that I'm imagining a derby to be like a sports game - with alcohol and hot dogs and popcorn and cotton candy, right? 'Cuz that's what I'm in it for. We've also got a huge crab feast planned out (I mean, at least I do), with some shooting range action since Bart's never had the chance and high tea and shopping and the ultimate quest for the best cupcake shop evah! Somewhere in there, I have made Marti promise that we will go for runs and otherwise have some active moments so I can be sure I can stuff my face guilt-free.
While we were booking our flights, I needed Bart to grab our passports for us and as he was walking them back into the bedroom, he kind of casually commented that I might want to get a new passport picture soon and I looked up from the computer and was like, "wha? why?" He hands me my picture and I was completely blown away.
|O. M. G.|
Over the course of the lifestyle change and seeing that weight-loss was part of the bonus, I couldn't really see any difference. Heck, I even mentioned in one blog post that Bart found me crying because I was trying to stitch together some before and current progress pictures and there was just NOTHING different from what I could see, and then all of a sudden, I'm handed this. I just can't get used to it! I hope to always keep this in mind and remember so I never take that face on the right for granted. She didn't always look like that and I'd do well to remember.
Thankfully (at least for now...), I was able to reason with myself that I don't technically need one at the moment (but I'm sure I will when I start Insanity/Asylum!), so I left with only one ladder and THOSE babies! I wasn't really just wanting to buy something for myself. My current pair of cleats that I wear for Frisbee are actually my FIRST pair that I've been wearing for over a year that I picked up at Payless from the kid's section because they were the cheapest. They've had their time to shine and my heels and my ankles were now feeling their age. So really, I actually was in the market for a brand new pair - and how could I leave these behind!? They've got lime green laces and their a shiny, shimmery BLUE! It's like a scrapbook project made into a SHOE! Boom! Mine. I seriously can NOT wait to get onto the turf tomorrow. Obviously they're going to call me the blue/lime green blur. Because that's what I'll be.
|I was totally upsold to buy this plastic, reusable cup the last time I was at Starbucks. At least now, it's been given a new destiny in life since hold coffee isn't in its future!|
I have never been so angry at a cup in my life. It probably also didn't help that the second I decided to really learn it, I was at work. So all you could here in the office is *clap clap, tappity tap, clap, fumble, BANG BANG BANGBANGBANG, swear word, silence* Finally, I decided that it was no longer work appropriate for me to try to learn this while at my desk (even though, may I point out that I was on my lunch hour and technically free to do whatever I wanted because I wasn't getting paid!) and I started to try again when I got home with slightly better luck but with no rhythm and I also forgot I can't carry much of a tune. But whatevs! Living is learning and dammit I just wanted to know how to do that song.
So to close up this insanely, gratuitous post about what was going on with me this week, here's a quick video of me messing up and having the big accomplishment of not dropping the eff bomb on video!